Maybeck wiped his forehead of sweat as he handed a customer a chunk of clay. "Just let me know if you need anything!" He said is a cheerful voice. He turned around and rolled his eyes. Bells rang, signaling that somebody entered the shop. He plastered a smile on his face and turned around, "Welcome to Crazy Glaze, how may I help- Charlene?" She giggled, "Philby said he needs everyone to be at Amanda and Jess's place." His face lit up, "I can finally get off work! I need to talk to Jelly, stay here." He went into the back room.
A few minutes later, he emerged with a smile. "Let's go."
As the walked along the sidewalk, Maybeck slipped his hands into Charlene's. "Maybeck?" She whispered and looked up at him. He quickly pulled his hand away, "I'm sorry," he said blushing. Maybeck picked up his pace, trying to get away from Charlene so it wouldn't be awkward. "No! Terry!" Maybeck turned around with a huge grin on his face, "'Terry?'" Charlene punched him in the arm, "Yeah, would you like to be called Donnie instead?"
"Why not?"
"Shut up," Charlene looked up at him and Maybeck started laughing. "Oh, that's great," he said pretending to wipe away a tear. "Love 'ya." he said playfully.
Charlene blew some hair out of here face, "As if."
"I do, really."
"Prove it."
"Gladly," He leaned in and kissed her, longer than Charlene expected. When they pulled away Charlene looked up at him, and after a long silence asked, "What was that?"
"Our first kiss, when my life isn't in danger."
"Let's keep it so there won't be any more, 'life in danger' kisses."
"Good idea."
...
"Looks like the lovebirds have decided to show up." Jess snapped as Charlene and Maybeck walked in, holding hands.
"Well excuse me. I was at work, you can't just expect me to be here at your command."
"You sent Philby a text an hour and a half ago saying you were on your way." Willa said.
"We, were busy." Charlene defended Maybeck.
"Let's just get to the point," Finn said.
Charlene looked over to him, "Are you okay? You look like you didn't get any sleep last night."
"Good question," Finn said sarcastically, "Amanda was sick so I didn't get to bed initially until around 12:30. And, I crossed over, oh wait, I almost forgot about the huge bruise on the back of my head." Finn snapped.
"Okay Finn, we get it, you had a rough night. But we still need to discuss this." Philby said, he looked over at Charlene and Maybeck and nodded his head to a seat, they got the idea.
"So, Willa and I have an idea of what happened. Last night, you went to bed at around 12:30, let's say you reached the level of deep sleep to cross over at 12:30." Willa picked up from where Philby left off, "So let's say crossover was at 12:33, do you remember where the initial crossover was at?"
Finn put his head in his hands, "I want to say it was, Liberty Square?"
"You're wrong." Willa shot a look at Philby, "Let me explain, the database for last night's activity was centered in Fantasy Land, the new areas of Fantasy Land, there was no activity in any other park sections, making it impossible for Finn to have crossed over in Liberty Square."
"The new areas of Fantasy Land has," Charlene looked down, "What's it called?"
"Journey of the Little Mermaid?" Jess asked.
"Yeah!" Charlene yelled.
"Quiet, Amanda's sleeping," Jess snapped.
"Sorry, anyways, continue."
Willa looked as if she wasn't paying attention, "That's it Charlie! You're a genius!"
"What is it?" Maybeck asked.
"Journey of the Little Mermaid, The Little Mermaid, Ursula."
Philby's jaw hung open, "I got it! Someone-"
"Got what?" A raspy voice asked.
Everyone's head turned to the question's source. "Amanda, what are you doing here? You should be resting." Jess said softly.
"I woke up a while ago and couldn't fall back asleep. May I join in?"
Before Jess could shoo her back to bed, Finn scooted over and tapped the spot next to him, "It's best that you do. This is important."
Amanda made her way to the couch and plopped herself down. As she spoke, she wrapped herself in a blanket, with only her face peeking out, "Finn, let me see your eyes." Finn looked over at her, "What?" His eyes were green, "Oh, nothing." He raised an eyebrow, "Why do you need to see my eyes?"
"When you gave me the medicine, before you left, your eyes were blue, well, looked blue." By now, everyone was staring at Amanda.
"Giving you medicine? When?"
"I would say around 11. I didn't want any, but you insisted. You were avoiding my questions too."
"I-I don't remember this." Finn was now pale.
"Calm down, Finn, clearly you don't know what's going on."
"What was the last thing you remember?" Philby asked.
"Hanging up with you."
"Okay," Willa said, "He remembers your phone call, so something is up."
"Blue eyes, blue eyes, blue eyes," Jess kept repeating. "Jessie?" Amanda asked, "Are you okay?"
Jess darted upstairs, within five minutes, she was back, holding her journal. "I had a-" Maybeck cut her off, "A vision, we get it, can we please just get to the point, as in: the dream." Jess rolled her eyes and showed the sketch.
Philby read the words scribbled down aloud, "Blue is Fursula. Green is Finn. Well, that's quite obvious, eye color. Green is Finn's normal eye color. Blue, as Amanda saw, is the 'Fursula' eye color."
Everyone was trying to get a peek of Finn's eyes, without making it obvious or making him uncomfortable. "They're green guys! Stop making me feel like, like," he stopped, "Like a monster!"
"Listen, Whitman. We are trying to stay safe, clearly this 'Fursula' thing is Ursula toying with you! Don't make us seem out of place" Maybeck was fuming. Finn started to stand, that is, until Amanda placed a hand on his shoulder. "Finn, don't"
"How do we even know that Ursula is using Finn? We have no proof!" Philby said.
"Philby, can you cross us over tonight?" Willa asked, "We should ask some characters about any strange activity."
"Good idea, Willa," Maybeck said, giving Finn a death stare.
"In the meantime, Finn should stay here, Wanda is on a business trip for Disney, so we have extra room." Jess said.
"Sounds good to me, but I don't know about my parents. I don't know how they will react to 'Excuse me, Mrs. and , yes, your son has to stay at a friends house because he is probably possessed by a Disney villain,' coming from a 17-year-old."
Philby looked down, "Good point, maybe we can talk to Wayne about this. Your parents will probably take it better from the old dude."
"I'll call him," Willa pulled out her phone. Philby gave her a look, "You have his number?"
"Yeah, I do."
"How?"
"I have my sources." Willa walked to the kitchen and Jess leaned over to him, "Wanda." Philby nodded.
Jess met eyes with Finn and mouthed the word, "Asleep," he understood and asked gently, "Should I put her in her room?" Jess shook her head, "You'll wake her."
Willa walk in and announced, "He's calling them."
...
"Wait, you're telling me my son, Lawrence Finnegan Whitman, is under a spell by, Ursula?"
"Yes , I'm afraid so. And, you do not have to recite Finn's whole name to me." Wayne said.
"What's going to happen to him?" asked, "Is he going to be safe?" Her voice was getting shaky from fear.
" I can assure your son's safety as long as he stays with the fairlies."
"He can stay with them, as long as he is safe. Thank you , good-bye." She hung up and collapsed on her bed in a sob.
"My little Finn."
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A/N: Okay, That's a thing. So when I was writing up this part, I thought of my friend. Why? Because his last name is Whitman. Is that creepy that I thought about him? Maybe. Does that matter? A little. ANYWAYS, thanks for reading! Please review! Good bye!